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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
Saturday, December 5, 2015
Keep up the Spinning, and winning~
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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
Change is brought forth by ardent work, a focus
"I have truly been amazed, at what our group has accomplished. If there were a "scientific minded endeavor" IE Testing, I am sure there would be some sort of trace, as to how and who is behind much of this spiritual change, occurring in some large part, at least, provably, a global or localized scale."
Change is brought forth by ardent work, a focus
"I have truly been amazed, at what our group has accomplished. If there were a "scientific minded endeavor" IE Testing, I am sure there would be some sort of trace, as to how and who is behind much of this spiritual change, occurring in some large part, at least, provably, a global or localized scale."
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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
For the few, the select.
There are people, spinning now, all around the world. Feeling now, as if they gather, like heart cells, towards a common purpose. Still, these work to contradict themselvs, and thus lose momentum, costing the momentum towards that final acquistion, of Master Spin.~
I.S.
T.I.D.
Expressed
For the few, the select.
There are people, spinning now, all around the world. Feeling now, as if they gather, like heart cells, towards a common purpose. Still, these work to contradict themselvs, and thus lose momentum, costing the momentum towards that final acquistion, of Master Spin.~
I.S.
T.I.D.
Expressed
This body~
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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
It's strange, in the now, that my higher self, truly commands, this moment, a notion. This body, is, but a Perfect Machine, in order that I should get the Job done.~
It's strange, in the now, that my higher self, truly commands, this moment, a notion. This body, is, but a Perfect Machine, in order that I should get the Job done.~
My Love~
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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
"My words are not popular, but cut a cord, straight to the heart, my heart, of any situation."
They are coming, for me. There are indeed God's, Father's, Alien Over Lord's...yet truly, you have done all this, to yourselves.
Out there, in the great beyond, beyond these Prison Walls, that is, This Prison of Life...there is harmony, in a world, of multifarious meaning.
There, Emotion, a true emotocon, of Energy in Motion, is prized, CHERISHED, above The All.
Feel, Question, then Rest, if you are still alive, if you indeed still exist, within this great Pleroma. Now, you are an err, which must make a statement, but now, it is too late.
I have spent my time, doing what you all do not understand. I have built up, with Love, and unto Love, to Love, on....to those I Truly Love. Did you not know/Gnosis, my Love, was this valuable?
"My words are not popular, but cut a cord, straight to the heart, my heart, of any situation."
They are coming, for me. There are indeed God's, Father's, Alien Over Lord's...yet truly, you have done all this, to yourselves.
Out there, in the great beyond, beyond these Prison Walls, that is, This Prison of Life...there is harmony, in a world, of multifarious meaning.
There, Emotion, a true emotocon, of Energy in Motion, is prized, CHERISHED, above The All.
Feel, Question, then Rest, if you are still alive, if you indeed still exist, within this great Pleroma. Now, you are an err, which must make a statement, but now, it is too late.
I have spent my time, doing what you all do not understand. I have built up, with Love, and unto Love, to Love, on....to those I Truly Love. Did you not know/Gnosis, my Love, was this valuable?
The Greatest theft, is, well, YOU~
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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
See these words, as esoteric, sociopathic, if your need to, for your like...however deviation from purity, be all these melancholy words of social distinction (of self), alot towards...that wrongful act, of justifying a self, in the first. This, because you have quite simply, done all these things before~
The proving is in what I do, and that justification, that it indeed holds true...that is, it works.
We are, however, not free. We are, instead, given this falsified notion of such. Fixed we are, to a "star position", A LOCAL.
All that we do, be based on physical location, within a sphere, within a sphere, within a greater sphere. I am that one, who is often times referred to as "The Anomaly", a fluke, to the Oligarchy.
I was offered many roles, but instead, took that higher road, a transcendental notion (?).
I chose, to sacrifice my time, in my life, despite, and definitely in spite, of plans, those lessor's had for me...they do not dictate my fate, I instead dictated, and delete thiers.
These, who disrupted the order, were, quite simply, never to have been.
As a High Phase Being, I validate the existence, of those few, whom I chose, to do so.
It is no longer surprising to me. The Truth, and all it's simplicity, is there, and open to me.
I am in the process of rebuilding this world, and my feelings are thus interpreted, properly, by those who both created me, and CAN.
Know that it will be painless. Know (Gnosis) that you, this, never should have been, and therefor is not.
You, however, are a but a probability, playing itself out. A phantom self, reacts, watches, from the other side, not unlike a 6 foot piece of Glass, a containment field, a tank, in Hell, taking those small fated chances, to often times, destroy that "passed self", whom is cruxed, to that eternal moment, an agony.
The Pain, or notion rather, of Death, as Pain, and only truly or untruly be justified, by an eternal fixed adulterated light beam, bouncing, about a synthetic roof top, a glass shield, our prison.
It only takes One Angel, of an era, to be trapped, as the very fuel, a justification, so that the thing, an experiement, prolonged, long passed "it's" temporary existence, can ever be promoted, to that next time repeat, a spin of synthetic falsified agony.
Go ahead, weigh this Fundamental Truth, within the Mind. See the angles and lines, a distortion.
Say one thing, do another, and reap the rewards, but alas, not for I (eye). This place, where my Father took me, a bell, a flat plain, looking over a valley, of utter doom, a temporary notion (my dream, as a child, where the Father told me, I am that one, who is the reason you are alive, and thus too, your destroyer, a weight to heavy, at the time, for me to bear, so hidden into a secret and private field, until that final point, a convergence, be Gnosis).
They will never be happy for me. They live off my light, my shine. Thus all opportunities, outside of me, and my Two Son's, are stolen ones, this a theft, of mimetic sequencing.
See these words, as esoteric, sociopathic, if your need to, for your like...however deviation from purity, be all these melancholy words of social distinction (of self), alot towards...that wrongful act, of justifying a self, in the first. This, because you have quite simply, done all these things before~
The proving is in what I do, and that justification, that it indeed holds true...that is, it works.
We are, however, not free. We are, instead, given this falsified notion of such. Fixed we are, to a "star position", A LOCAL.
All that we do, be based on physical location, within a sphere, within a sphere, within a greater sphere. I am that one, who is often times referred to as "The Anomaly", a fluke, to the Oligarchy.
I was offered many roles, but instead, took that higher road, a transcendental notion (?).
I chose, to sacrifice my time, in my life, despite, and definitely in spite, of plans, those lessor's had for me...they do not dictate my fate, I instead dictated, and delete thiers.
These, who disrupted the order, were, quite simply, never to have been.
As a High Phase Being, I validate the existence, of those few, whom I chose, to do so.
It is no longer surprising to me. The Truth, and all it's simplicity, is there, and open to me.
I am in the process of rebuilding this world, and my feelings are thus interpreted, properly, by those who both created me, and CAN.
Know that it will be painless. Know (Gnosis) that you, this, never should have been, and therefor is not.
You, however, are a but a probability, playing itself out. A phantom self, reacts, watches, from the other side, not unlike a 6 foot piece of Glass, a containment field, a tank, in Hell, taking those small fated chances, to often times, destroy that "passed self", whom is cruxed, to that eternal moment, an agony.
The Pain, or notion rather, of Death, as Pain, and only truly or untruly be justified, by an eternal fixed adulterated light beam, bouncing, about a synthetic roof top, a glass shield, our prison.
It only takes One Angel, of an era, to be trapped, as the very fuel, a justification, so that the thing, an experiement, prolonged, long passed "it's" temporary existence, can ever be promoted, to that next time repeat, a spin of synthetic falsified agony.
Go ahead, weigh this Fundamental Truth, within the Mind. See the angles and lines, a distortion.
Say one thing, do another, and reap the rewards, but alas, not for I (eye). This place, where my Father took me, a bell, a flat plain, looking over a valley, of utter doom, a temporary notion (my dream, as a child, where the Father told me, I am that one, who is the reason you are alive, and thus too, your destroyer, a weight to heavy, at the time, for me to bear, so hidden into a secret and private field, until that final point, a convergence, be Gnosis).
They will never be happy for me. They live off my light, my shine. Thus all opportunities, outside of me, and my Two Son's, are stolen ones, this a theft, of mimetic sequencing.
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